[Quick Transmigration] Transfer system

West Street is a well-known red-light district in the city, and even the routine inspection by the police is just a show.When the water is clear, there will be no fish. This sentence is a wise saying wherever it is put. Some big bosses can't and can't move their forces.

Jinse is a high-end club on West Street, and there are many young masters and princesses in it.Without exception, those who come in and out are prominent characters.So far, there are very few people who dare to fight fiercely in Jinse, because no one dares to move the forces behind Jinse.

But recently, the cops have been eyeing Jinse on West Street.The leader is Fan Xiulin, son of the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau who has just graduated from the police academy.

When Xu Sheng received the notice from his subordinates, he was checking the bodies of the injured young masters in Jinse's basement.

When he took off his gloves and saw the young man in the photo who was about [-]% similar to Lin Xiu, he immediately frowned: "This is the one who said he was going to bring down the Liu family? He came to Jinse ?”

Dongzi replied: "Yes, he has been here several times. He said that he wanted to expose Jinse's old background, but in fact he just brought his friends to play around. Originally, none of us Take it to heart, but it seems that the tiaozi is planning to do something big recently. I was thinking about making a trip for this kid first, taking some photos, and then I can talk to that old fox Fan. I just came here to ask Ask for your opinion."

When Xu Sheng heard this, a bright light flashed in his eyes, he flicked the photo and said, "Don't meddle in this matter, leave it to me."

After Dongzi went out, Xu Sheng put the photo in his jacket pocket, and Shi Shi ran out of the room.

There are two people he hates the most in his life, one is Lin Qi, and the other is Lin Qi's bastard, Lin Xiu.Neither of the two is good, but one is more powerful than the other.

The former made Liu Zichen think about it for more than ten years, and the latter directly drove him crazy.

After Lin Xiu's death, although Liu Zichen looked the same on the surface, Xu Sheng who had been with him for so many years knew that Liu Zichen's heart was dead.After Lin Xiu died, he didn't cry once, it seemed that all his feelings were given to Lin Xiu, so after his death, Liu Zichen couldn't even cry.

He would rather let Liu Zichen vent.

But over the past few years, this wish has long since become a luxury.

Liu Zichen is alive now because Lin Xiu said before he died that he wanted him to live well.As for Lin Xiu's dislike of the underworld business, Liu Zichen has been doing his best to clean up his crimes, and he is desperately trying to do so.If it weren't for the brothers in the gang who had been with him for so many years, Xu Sheng would definitely have reason to believe that Liu Zichen would have surrendered to the police station with his own evidence the day after Lin Xiu's funeral.

Up to now, Lin Xiu has been away for three years, and Liu Zichen has also worked desperately for three years.He had already found an heir from the branch family, and most of the power under his hands had been dispersed, and most of the brothers' whereabouts had been arranged by him.Not surprisingly, Liu Zichen probably acquiesced in the frequent visits by Tiaozi in the past two days.

That lunatic wanted to go to jail only because Lin Xiu had tried to collect his criminal evidence.

He is personally pushing himself to a dead end.

Xu Sheng couldn't see him like that, but he couldn't help it.It's not like I haven't met a few young children who look like Lin Xiu in the past few years, but he sent them away, because he will never raise a substitute for Lin Xiu until Liu Zichen's peeing.

But this time, maybe he tries.After all, Fan Xiulin looks so much like Lin Xiu, maybe he can pull Liu Zichen out of despair.

Xu Sheng was a man of action, so he got drunk and stripped off Fan Xiulin's clothes that night, packed them up and sent them to Liu Zichen's bed.

He originally had the mentality of giving it a try, thinking that if Liu Zichen got angry, he would quickly get him out.In the end, things were far beyond his expectation, Liu Zichen never came out after he was near the house.

The next morning, Liu Zichen carefully carried a young man who was sleeping in his arms downstairs, and the first thing he said was to the housekeeper: "Go back to the old house."

So, when Lin Xiu woke up with a hangover, he was already locked in Liu Zichen's bedroom on the second floor of the old house.Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar room layout, Lin Xiu pulled the thumb-thick iron chain on his ankle, showing a helpless smile.

The body has been carefully cleaned, but there is still a foreign body sensation in the place behind where it was used for the first time, and it hurts every time it is moved.

The windows were drawn with thick curtains, and only a little sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains.Even so, the room was well lit, and it could be seen that the weather outside was fine.

As far as the eye can see, there are no communication tools such as mobile phones, and even the computer with memory on the desk has been taken away.Lin Xiu moved his ankle, pulled the chain, and made a ringing sound. Lin Xiu listened to it, and felt that the sound was very pleasant.

There is a glass of milk on the bedside table, and the glass of milk is soaked in hot water.Next to the cup was a white handkerchief. When Lin Xiu picked it up, he seemed to be able to smell the perfume that Uncle Liu used to smell from the handkerchief in his memory.

He held the handkerchief in one hand, and took out the still warm milk with his free hand.

Wipe off all the water droplets on the cup with a handkerchief, put the mouth of the cup against your lips and sip slowly, the warm milk is so warm that you want to cry.

After drinking the milk, Lin Xiu put the cup away and looked at the opposite wall. The clock on the wall showed 11:03.

I don't know when Uncle Liu will come back.

The floor was covered with thick blankets, Lin Xiu ignored the slippers next to the bed, and stepped on them with his bare feet, the soles of his feet were cushioned with thin, soft fluff, which was soft and comfortable.

He walked to the window and drew the curtains aside.

The sun poured in, instantly illuminating the dark bedroom.Lin Xiu couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his eyes, blocking the bright sun.After getting used to the light, Lin Xiu opened the transparent bulletproof retractable door and leaned on the window sill to watch the scenery.

Outside the balcony of Liu Zichen's bedroom is a garden filled with all kinds of flowers.Throughout the year, as long as you open the window, you can smell the fragrance of flowers, sometimes rich and fragrant, sometimes fresh and indifferent.

It was summer, and the shelves by the wall were covered with blooming white roses.Some climbed high, and even stretched their branches to the iron railing of the balcony.Lin Xiu approached the most blooming rose, and reached out to pick it off.

I didn't pay attention when I picked it, and the index finger was pierced by the thorn on the stem. As soon as I let go, the flower I just picked fell from the balcony. He is tall and slender in a black suit.

Lin Xiu has good eyesight, and he can still see the fine white hair on his temples from a distance of three or four meters. For some reason, his heart was stabbed suddenly.He seemed to be passing by, saw the flowers falling from the top, and subconsciously picked them up.

After a while, a drop of blood pierced through layers of air, fell on the center of the flower, soaked in the white petals, it was amazingly beautiful.

Liu Zichen couldn't help raising his head, and what he saw was the gentle smiling face of the young man.Then, seeing the young man's thin lips parted slightly, he called out with nostalgia, "Uncle Liu."

A heart that had been empty for too long was suddenly filled.Liu Zichen put the rose in his jacket pocket, and hurried into the house.

Lin Xiu watched him disappear from sight and counted the time. The moment the door lock was clicked, he turned around and saw his Uncle Liu standing at the door with his lips pursed.

Lin Xiu leaned his back against the railing, behind him was a large area of ​​blooming flowers and the dazzling sunlight.Liu Zichen couldn't see his face clearly, but heard the soft voice in the air.

He said, "Uncle Liu, I'm back."

When being held tightly in his arms, Lin Xiu closed his eyes and smiled contentedly.

Neither of them mentioned the chains.

Liu Zichen didn't mention it because he was afraid.Lin Xiu didn't mention it, it was connivance.

Since he couldn't go out, Lin Xiu ate in the bedroom.

The first meal here started around two o'clock in the afternoon after he woke up.At that time, Liu Zichen came in with a tray, which contained two servings of instant noodles, and each bowl contained a whole poached egg.

Lin Xiu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at Liu Zichen, just in time to see his red earlobes.Think of the sound of bottles and cans coming from the direction of the kitchen downstairs just now.Lin Xiu didn't say much. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. While chewing, he chewed the broken eggshells.But he swallowed it all with the noodles as if he didn't feel it.At the end, he looked up at the man sitting opposite, smiled and praised: "It's delicious, Uncle Liu."

Liu Zichen has always been serious, and he couldn't help but let go of his heart when he heard this, and he picked up his own portion and ate it.The result was an eggshell taste on the first bite.Not only that, but many parts of the noodles were burnt due to overheating.

He put down the bowl, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the young man opposite him, and stopped Lin Xiu from continuing to eat, "Don't eat it. I'll find someone to make it again."

He never wanted Lin Xiu to suffer.

Lin Xiu put down the bowl as he said, but didn't listen to him. He reached into his bowl with his chopsticks and picked up a piece of egg flower and brought it to Liu Zichen's mouth.Liu Zichen subconsciously opened his mouth to eat.Lin Xiu rolled his eyes, "It's delicious. I can't bear to waste such a delicious thing."

There were also eggshells in the egg flower, but Liu Zichen thought it was delicious.

They ate their meal in silence.

For a long time afterwards, Lin Xiu ate in Liu Zichen's bedroom.From the unbalanced oil and salt at the beginning, to the deliciousness at the end, Lin Xiu will praise it, it's delicious.

So delicious, he wanted to cry.

Liu Zichen seems to be very idle recently, and Lin Xiu rarely sees him going out.There were not many people in the old house, only him and Uncle Liu.There is a part-time worker in charge of cleaning, who will show up on time every day to clean the courtyard.

Occasionally, Liu Zichen would pick up the scissors and go to the garden to trim branches and leaves when he was in the mood.At this time, Lin Xiu would lie on the balcony and watch quietly.Occasionally, between movements, Liu Zichen would look up to the second floor, and every time he would receive a bright smile from Lin Xiu.He usually smiles back, then sinks his head and continues pruning.

The rose that fell from the window sill that day had been made into a specimen by Liu Zichen and hung on the wall of the bedroom.There is a little bloody red in the middle of the pure white rose, beautiful and coquettish.

I don't know how long these days have passed. When Lin Xiu woke up one day, he was not surprised to see that the chains on his ankles had been removed.He hurried to the window and opened the curtains, and sure enough, he saw a busy figure among the flowers.

The sunshine outside was just right, Liu Zichen raised his head and gave him a warm smile.

Time seemed to freeze there, and Liu Zichen's warm and doting smile filled his mind.

Lin Xiu clutched his beating heart, exerted force on his feet, put his hand on the railing and flipped it over to the ground.There was soft grass under his feet, and Lin Xiu just stood up when he was hugged into a warm embrace.

Liu Zichen wanted to accuse him of his dangerous behavior just now, but the words came to his lips, and after going back and forth thousands of times, what he finally spit out was only four simple words.

"Welcome back."